Qiao Er walked slowly on the plank road. This plank road swaying in the clouds and mist made him feel like he was still in a childhood swing.
He had buried his former name.
The reason why he is called "Bridge Two" is because when he woke up, he was hanging under the second bridge hole in his hometown... and thus escaped the massacre.
There is nothing to say about the past, it is nothing but hatred.
He has lived in Linzi for a long time, living a normal life most of the time, occasionally going out to do some things.
For example, recording some intelligence, spreading some rumors, for example, killing a few people...
In this sinful city built of bones and poured with blood, there are still some people like him. Of course, he didn't know who those people were, and those people didn't know him either. The only thing they can confirm is that they are not alone.
Because there is always information being passed on.
In the heart of this vast empire, they are also secretly building a "home".
Information has of course been interrupted, and not infrequently. This happened when Cui Zhu assassinated the emperor, Zhang Yong cried at the temple, and when Xia Guo betrayed the top leaders of the organization.
What they want to challenge is the existing order of this world, and each of them knows how powerful the enemy they face is. During this time, they were targeting Qi, but Qi was only one of the enemies.
You will encounter any kind of difficulties.
No difficulty can stop them.
Interrupted information transmission is always reconnected quickly.
Especially for his line, King Zhao, one of the top leaders of the organization, personally came to Zi to pick him up - what great courage is this?
Why can they do so many things? Why are they, from the bottom to the top, not afraid of sacrifice?
Because we have the same ideal that shines on the road ahead.
Qiao Er has always been cautious. He is not afraid of sacrifice, but he is afraid that his sacrifice will be meaningless. I am afraid that my corpse will not become the ideal firewood.
How can there be joy in life, and why should there be fear in death? Only by burning the light of ideals can we comfort the past.
The last action was in Yaoguangfang. The original intention was to kill a young prodigy, stir up Xie Huai'an's emotions, create waves, and weave a frenzy... but it was abandoned because of the appearance of Jiang Wang.
It's not that he doesn't have the ability to kill Xie Baoshu and Jiang Wang at the same time, he just can't ensure that during the process, the other party can't make any sound... Jiang Wang's ability to control the sound has been clearly demonstrated in Cui Zhu's assassination case. .
Moreover, King Zhao specifically emphasized last time that Jiang Wang could be targeted, but it was best not to actually kill Jiang Wang.
With just a little bit of uncertainty, Qiao Er chose to stop and leave, and has remained silent to this day.
He was not afraid of death, but that matter, that young genius named Xie Baoshu, was not worth the risk.
What is obvious is... Jiang Wuqi is worth it.
It is really unbelievable to assassinate a palace lord in Linzi.
But just because it is incredible, not many people dare to think in this direction.
Because it is impossible, once it succeeds, the impact it can have will be huge enough. Even if he could be captured alive and taken away from Qi Realm... the benefits would be incalculable.
Definitely worth the risk too.
Organizations don't mind paying more for this.
Among the four palaces of Changle, Changsheng, Huaying, and Yangxin, currently only the Changsheng Palace has some possibility.
Ever since Jiang Wuqi was naked and holding a jade in front of the Ziji Palace, Emperor Qi had never summoned the prince again. We were once so close, but now we are so distant.
Everyone in the government and the public knew that the Eleventh Prince had lost power and was in a state of dispersion.
The civil and military officials who used to be close to the Changsheng Palace have been keeping an extremely low profile during this period.
Jiang Wuqi himself also dressed lightly and was unassuming. Except for going to Yunwu Mountain to watch the sunrise every day, the palace gates are closed most of the time, saying that they are cultivating themselves and not seeing outsiders.
Today is a great opportunity.
According to the latest information, the Xingyue Yuan War has ended, and the geniuses of Qi are about to return with great honors. The eyes of the entire empire are focused on them, and it is inevitable to relax their focus on other places.
Yunwu Mountain is remote after all. Even after the Hellless Gate assassination incident, the entire Linzi City's defense was much stricter than before. It was not easy to detect abnormalities here in time... Moreover, they had made enough preparations for this trip.
To take a step back, even if something went wrong, with his strength, he would still have time to kill Jiang Wuqi in the Neifu realm before the strong man from Linzi arrived.
If he can use his life to replace Jiang Shu's favorite son, what's not worth it?
Qiao Er felt excited when he thought that he had the opportunity to make an emperor like Jiang Shu suffer.
After a small victory over Jing Guo, Qi State is now unprecedentedly powerful. Do you think the world is convinced?
It's time to pour cold water on them...
Thinking like this, Qiao Er raised his eyes to look at the sickly prince in front of him, and slowly straightened up. His rickety figure gradually became upright, and a ray of cold light jumped between his fingers.
He walked on the plank road covered with clouds and fog, like a hunter heading towards his trap. And in the trap is today’s harvest.
To his surprise, Jiang Wuqi was calm.
So peaceful.
Qiao Er was sure that his changes were seen by the other party, and Jiang Wuqi was not distracted.
But the eleventh prince of Da Qi was so calm.
Not to mention running away or calling for help, he didn't even mean to slow down. Still walking towards me so directly.
Is there an ambush?
Qiao Er's emotions aroused.
No. If there was an ambush here, that person... couldn't have been unaware of it.
Spiritual consciousness covered the plank road in an instant, and indeed no one else was seen.
It's useless to think too much. You must ask the tip of the knife for everything.
Qiao Er walked faster and faster, and the aura of a powerful man began to flourish: "Your Highness, for your safety, how about coming with me?"
The clouds around him looked like snow, and the white fox fur also looked like snow. His face was as pale as the snow.
The eleventh prince of Daqi, who was so sick and frail, walked on the swaying plank road, quietly feeling the gradually awakening breath of a powerful divine being...
Suddenly he sighed: "I've been waiting for you for too long!"
What's the meaning?
Only then did Qiao Er realize something - he didn't know when, but the noble man in front of him no longer coughed.
And his thin figure walked on the plank road in the clouds, and he had a calmness about controlling everything.
Is this a trap?
Who dares to use Jiang Wuqi as bait? !
How does he keep himself safe?
Thousands of thoughts exploded in my mind. Of course, a person like Qiao Er can also trace the source in the fog. He flicked his fingers extremely decisively, and the cold light that had been lingering between his fingers for a long time shot out in an instant!
He strikes first! With the cultivation level of Shenlin, he had no reservations when facing an Inner Palace monk.
The clouds no longer moved, the fog no longer surged, the wind no longer came, the plank road no longer shook, and there was no longer any distance between him and Jiang Wuqi.
Yunwu Mountain seemed to be silent for a moment.
The cold light came as soon as it came out.
The trail of cold light actually created an abrupt hole between Qiao Er and Jiang Wuqi. It starts here and ends there.
The so-called divine presence, within the scope of spiritual consciousness, is like a god!
"How dare you, thief!" A sharp voice suddenly sounded, approaching quickly.
After all, Jiang Wuqi was the master of the Changsheng Palace. No matter how much he lost power, he would still be the focus of Linzi's defense forces. So as soon as there was any movement on the Yunwu Mountain Plank Road, strong men patrolling the nearby area came immediately.
But...it can't be done in time.
At this moment, it is absolutely impossible to take people away. For Qiao Er, the optimal result may have been lost, but the suboptimal result is just around the corner. Kill the inner palace with the presence of God, but it only takes a blink of an eye.
That bit of cold light belonging to the Divine Realm cultivator appeared so clearly in Jiang Wuqi's eyes. But the voice of the god Lin Qingpai who came quickly was still far away.
It seems that his life is always in extremely painful contradictions, always in desperate situations.
Who can feel Jiang Wuqi's despair?
The cold light in his eyes seemed to spread endlessly.
That picture from a long time ago seemed to be in such morning light, and seemed to be so cold——
"Your Highness, from now on, you are not allowed to practice any more." The person who spoke was Dr. Wen from the Imperial Hospital. Looking at the entire Daqi, no one dares to say that they can surpass him in medical skills. So his diagnosis is usually the final result.
But the young prince only asked: "Why?"
"Your cold poison enters your life, and it increases with age. The higher your cultivation level, the stronger the cold poison. The harder you work, the closer you are to death. Now it seems that the inner palace... has reached its limit."
"How about building a building?"
"When the starlight quenches the body, that's when the cold poison sets in. It's unreasonable to crush your blood and freeze your life."
"So what if you are alone with a golden body and chalcedony?"
"If you are a god, chalcedony is also cold marrow. Only by taking a step to penetrate the truth, observing the universe from the outside, understanding your own body from the inside, and having a thorough understanding of the truth, can you kill the cold poison and seek immortality."
"Then you will know the truth in one step."
"I have something to say, I don't know whether to say it or not..."
"Sir, do you want to say that it is absolutely impossible?"
"Not to say there is no hope, the chance of success is also very slim. If you don't climb the outer building, how can the gods come? If you don't experience the gods, how can you understand the truth? Manpower is sometimes poor, so this matter is really difficult!"
"I have heard that there was a sage in ancient times who had learned from hundreds of schools of thought. He touched the extraordinary and reached the top in one step. Is the legend wrong?"
"This... this matter is found in history books, so it should be there."
"Since the predecessors were able to reach the top in one step with their mortal bodies, why can't I, Jiang Wuqi, reach the top in one step?"
At that time, the old doctor Wen lowered his head and said nothing, but the father...
What did your father say?
I remembered……
Father said——
"Okay! It's Zhen Lin'er! He who can achieve what others cannot achieve must build a career that others cannot achieve!"
…
The memory stops here.
Because that cold light was already close to the eyebrows.
Jiang Wuqi, who was wrapped in thick fox fur and looked pale, took a step forward.
This step makes a big difference in the world!
Four points of light lit up in succession on the horizon, and four star towers stood in the distant starry sky in an instant.
Jiang Wuqi's hair and eyebrows were actually covered with frost.
Centered on him, within three steps, the temperature was horribly low.
Even the cold light that hit seemed to be slowed down.
Even his eyes suddenly formed ice edges, reflecting the flowing light.
But in the next moment, the ice cracked, and the frost on his eyebrows and long hair melted away like the scorching sun.
He raised his palm and placed it diagonally in front of his forehead, and the cold light that hit him was enveloped in the range of his palm. Jumping between the pale and slender five fingers, it screamed repeatedly. It had terrifying power, but it was like a bird in a cage that could not be escaped.
Qiao Er stood in front of this sickly prince...
What I heard in my ears seemed to be the news that the tide had arrived. That is his blood flowing like a river and the sea!
What he saw in his eyes was a golden light appearing on his face, hair, and skin. That was the golden body of a powerful man!
Right in front of his eyes, Jiang Wuqi stepped forward!
It was as if the surrounding areas of the outer building had never existed, and the Star Tower had become history as soon as it was erected. The life-limiting chasm from the outer building to Shenlin seemed to be just a small ditch, worth just one small step forward for Jiang Wuqi.
One step before, it was still the inner palace, and one step after, it was the divine presence.
And as soon as he raised his hand, he suppressed his natal magical weapon!
What kind of talent is this, what kind of monster is this?
If this person doesn't die, what will happen to Naqi in the next hundred years and thousands of years?
From this arises surprise, from this arises fear.
Qiao Er had been determined to die for a long time, but now there was no hesitation. His body suddenly began to disintegrate!
His momentum rose infinitely, and the overflowing power stirred up the sea of clouds. It was obvious that his body was disappearing, but he gradually had a terrifying feeling of swallowing up the heaven and the earth.
Cui Zhu demonstrated it once before the Imperial Ancestral Temple, and Zhang Yong later used it in the Jiuhui Hou Ling Temple... the technique of annihilation!
The secret method of escape that is unique to the Equality Country.
Only an organization like the Equality Country has so many people willing to risk their lives with this terrifying secret technique. Kill yourself first, and then complete the mission!
A divine monk like Qiao Er has a lifespan of more than 500 years. He has infinite possibilities and can be reused in any force. But even when he used the technique of destruction, he didn't waver at all.
Whoosh whoosh!
On Yunwu Mountain, there are figures of monks rising into the sky everywhere.
The terrifying power fluctuations on the plank road stirred up the formation in Yunwu Mountain, alarming the extraordinary monks of Tianxiangyun Pavilion, and also alarmed those "beneficiaries" with extraordinary power.
But among these people, no one can interfere with the battle at the God's level.
"It's His Royal Highness Eleven!"
"Who dares to commit murder in Linzi?!"
The angry scoldings continued, but no one actually came close to die. A divine monk who is in the state of destruction, whoever stands in his way will not die?
Only Jiang Wuqi took a divine step and blocked Qiao Er's attack, buying time for the strong men patrolling the nearby area.
"Your Highness, please retreat, Li is coming!"
The third-grade Qing brand arrests the head, and the divine monk who has just been cleared of suspicion is extremely guilty!
At this time, from far to near, the divine eyes opened, and it was like lightning floating in the sky.
In front of Jiang Wuqi, from his legs upwards, the powerful body of a divine monk disintegrated inch by inch on the Yunzhong Plank Road.
The calves, knees, thighs, hips...the body decreased inch by inch, but Qiao Er's momentum increased inch by inch. His ten fingers are clasped together in front of him. The last blow of his life will definitely be brilliant.
At this moment, Jiang Wuqi made a move.
His long, thin, pale fingers clenched together to extinguish the cold light dancing in his palm.
It should have been a dagger, but unfortunately it had turned into powder and scattered in Jiang Wuqi's open palm.
Jiang Wuqi's hands closed and opened, like the process of a flower blooming...
What opened at the same time was an illusory mountain. The mist-shrouded mountains, winding plank roads, and exquisite pavilions are exactly what Yunwu Mountain is!
The plank road suddenly enlarged, revealing a sickly man wrapped in a white fox fur, Qiao Er, whose body was still rapidly disintegrating on the opposite side, and Li You, the green cardhead who was flying in the air with his divine eyes opened. guilt.
This is indeed a bloom.
The seeds of magical power that had to be stopped due to the cold poison in his life have now blossomed after Jiang Wuqi made a divine move!
And the Palace Master of Changsheng, who had always been sick and weak, just turned his hand, and the plank road in the clouds, the powerful man of the God of Pingping on the plank road, and the Qingpai Captou Li Yougui who had already flown near, all disappeared.
Magical power, the world in the palm of your hand!
